brooklyn betty

She sleeps below the stairs

She sleeps below the stairs

Because of fear

Her own built fear

No no no one knows

She’s always there

The television flashes

The visuals flare

She needs company

No one cares

Sharp tooth little brat

It isn’t fair, she isn’t fair

The world isn’t fair

She bought a one way

She bought a one way

A one way, a one way

To who knows where

Volcanoes are steaming

Signs flash a hurricane warning

The water in the glass is pulsating

The kids are stranded

In blind alleys

Stuck in the middle

Of her violent rallies

It isn’t fair, she isn’t fair

The world isn’t fair

The earthquake is seconds away

She did everything wrong

That she can

The world is rumbling

Watchmen sit on counters

Indian style around the fire

The stove top pot is bubbling

Her life is crumbling

She laughs until the kids wake up

She laughs until the kids walk off

Waiting for their new lady of the day

Sitting on the concrete stairs

Alone is what she learned

What she taught

What everyone has learned

Her words bite hard

Rip through the pledges

She’s a non-sympathetic brat

A little angel with sharp teeth

An unhappy vampire bat

She bought a one way

She bought a one way

A one way, a one way

To who knows where

Adorable, loyal as a bee

Smooth at the surface

Tough as a gargoyle

Carved in stone

Free as a Dinosaur frozen statue

At the museum in the 21^st century

Bamboo grows straight

Through the crookedness

Of her hand, the most crooked

Of the whole damn land

Dinosaurs are breaking loose

Dinosaurs are out for her

Raging for their fair share

The museums are eroding

Against her plans

The 21^st century needs a change

She needs to change

She bought a one way

She bought a one way

A one way, a one way

A one way, a one way

To nowhere

Pyrotechnics are busy virtue breaking

Regime time bombs are ticking

By those blinded by signal flares

The minute warning shines

Highly pitched, too high

For sensitive ears

Sixty seconds wanes, midnight’s bell blares

One shot fires from a wooden bow

Explosive arrow dashes for miles

Past skyscrapers, museums

Dance clubs, all styles

Through and through

One explosive arrow lights the night

Over the zoo

Run for cover, arrows are exploding 

Of Riot, The Giraffe’s in flames

Of Riot, The Giraffe is burning

Of Riot, The Giraffe’s in flames

Of Riot, The Giraffe is burning

Rebel [verb], Rebel [verb]

Target acquired

Run for cover, the arrows of the admin

Are exploding at will

Arrow ignites the tower

Its rays shine as bright as sunlight

Collapsing it into thin air

The tower showers

Falls by one explosive arrow

Target destroyed

An abyss in the skyline

Will be visible for hundreds of years

Destructions perfect time sequence

The night, the lighting of the Giraffe

Run for cover, arrows are exploding 

Of Riot, The Giraffe’s in flames

Of Riot, The Giraffe is burning

Of Riot, The Giraffe’s in flames

Of Riot, The Giraffe is burning

Rebel [verb], Rebel [verb]

Night walkers pick up and run

Flood the streets, ransack the storefronts

They’re getting their kicks with licks

Throwing rocks, sticks and bricks

Molotov cocktail, it has all gone wrong

The giraffe is burning

The soldier’s guns are singing

The need for peace and silence

Has brought initial violence

Causes many to swear and bear arms

It will wear and tear

The giraffe’s burn, a revolution born

Run for cover, arrows are exploding 

Of Riot, The Giraffe’s in flames

Of Riot, The Giraffe is burning

Of Riot, The Giraffe’s in flames

Of Riot, The Giraffe is burning

Rebel [verb], Rebel [verb]

Giraffes with necks reaching for stars

Wooden bow raised and fired

Explosion tears through the air

Flying across the empire

The tower’s gone

Everyone’s tired

Revolution born looking for a solution

Evolution the desire

The giraffe’s afire

Burns at the sound of a gun 

Into ash, darker than the midnight sun

The explosive arrow eclipsed the stars

And the moon

Ignited the revolution  

Run for cover, arrows are exploding 

Of Riot, The Giraffe’s in flames

Of Riot, The Giraffe is burning

Of Riot, The Giraffe’s in flames

Of Riot, The Giraffe is burning

Rebel [verb], Rebel [verb]